"What did you say? You killed my father!" Qian Renxue appeared before Bibi Dong in an instant, her eyes bloodshot as she thrust the Holy Sword at Bibi Dong's neck.
The Holy Sword plunged down, piercing the floor just half a centimeter from Bibi Dong's neck.
She glared fiercely at Bibi Dong and demanded through gritted teeth, "Talk! What exactly happened?"
Qian Daoliu's face turned ashen. He did not want Qian Renxue or the world to learn the truth, so he tried to stop her.
"Grandpa, are you hiding something from me?" Qian Renxue noticed Qian Daoliu's discomfort. Large tears spilled from her eyes. "I... want to know the truth."
Qian Daoliu opened his mouth to speak. He wanted to say, At least drag Bibi Dong somewhere private before asking about what happened back then! If word gets out about Qian Xunji being the Secret Chamber Douluo, Spirit Hall will lose every shred of dignity!
Though Bibi Dong's exposure as an Evil Soul Master while serving as Spirit Hall's Pope had already left them utterly disgraced...
Qian Daoliu dared not imagine how devastating this would be to Spirit Hall's reputation. Er Bidong, you really deserve to die!
I should never have spared you just because a god chose you, let alone made you the Pope of Spirit Hall!
Qian Daoliu felt that the greatest mistake of his life was failing to cut Bibi Dong down the moment she devoured his son.
Bibi Dong gazed at Gangzi with reluctant affection, then glared fiercely at Qian Renxue and recounted the bizarre, twisting tale of her relationship with Gangzi.
"Back then, I was deeply captivated by Xiaogang's talent..."
"Pfft! Hahahaha!" Bai Ranmo admitted he could not keep a straight face.
"Bai Ranmo, you're courting death!" Bibi Dong's bovine eyes widened, bloodshot as she